My baby is obsessed with my phone. This would be my life if he learned to text.
The book, The Expectant Father, was given to Kepley when he was going to be a dad and he got it for Pat when it was his turn. It became a tradition for us when another of our friends joined the dad ranks.
When we became stay-at-home dads we cracked the book back open for info. It had a website for dad groups, but it had not been updated in several years.
That was one of the reasons we started this blog. To help any type of dad (SAH, WAH, etc) be able to find resources like dad groups around them.
The Map of Dad Groups is a visual aid with links to each group that we are aware of and have found in our searches. If you know of a group that isn’t on there, please let us know. We hope to help even one dad find a group to hang out with, get their daddying on, and press the reset button with other dads just like them.
If you would like to register a group or to add the map widget on your site, please contact us on our Facebook page, on Twitter, or by email: firstname.lastname@example.org or email@example.com. Let’s all help our dad brothers find a place to call home.
Click on any location on the map for more info.
View Map of Dad Groups created by Just a Dad 247.com in a larger map
Getting my kids to eat vegetables is like showering with sandpaper. I am always trying to find new ways to get my kids to eat vegetables without them knowing it. The so called “sneaky” foods are terrible and I end up throwing most of it away. It is an uphill battle, but occasionally I claim victory. Amazeballs is a recipe that is sure to pass the test for any picky eater who loves spaghetti and meatballs. Continue reading
To keep up with the Joneses, I took pictures of my oldest son holding a sign to announce our second child. The original idea was to catch my perfect child smiling while holding my nearly illegible message.
It started out innocently enough. My wife ironed our two year old’s clothes and I promised him treats as I handed him the sign. He did not like the sign.
I reminded him about the treats. His response was the third picture in the sequence. I kept snapping pictures trying to make him laugh, clinging to the futile hope that he would become happy and blotch-free.
I had a plan and two year old ruined it. It’s funny how comically dumb that statement is.
My wife and I looked at the pictures later and cracked up at some of the moments that we caught on film. Most of the pictures you see here are out of order, but the idea struck me to make a little joke out of it.
Why shouldn’t we revel in the successes and failures of our children? If I only show people perfect smiles and pressed pants, I’m hiding who my children really are. They cry, they scream, and they don’t listen. They also learn, they succeed and they make me laugh. They are imperfect little blessings that are trying their best in a world that is constantly changing.
I could say the same about my own life.
The announcement was well received and the originals are on my youngest son’s wall. Maybe someday they will appreciate it.
Growing up in Tulsa, Oklahoma, there was very little to be excited about. Except for the Ding-Ding Man. When the Ding-Ding Man came through the neighborhood, every kid dropped whatever disgusting thing they were playing with, ran home, got money from mom, and chased down the Ding-Ding Man. Continue reading
Baked Ziti is good any way you make it. But with some sausage, provolone cheese and the texture of broccoli… Madone! This recipe makes a very good sized meal for 4-6 people, or in our case, dinner for tonight and enough leftovers for The Wife to take a couple lunches to work during the week. And, I get to snack on some too! It’s a win, win. There are more cooking vessels in this one than I usually like, but very few ingredients and once it’s done, it’s super worth it.
“Choosy Moms Choose Jif” has been around for for nearly four decades. Did you ever think a dad would be called “Choosy”?
In 2012 Jif Peanut Butter started incorporating “Choosy Moms and Dads Choose Jif” in their advertising campaigns. I have been a stay-at-home dad for coming up on two years and this is the first time I have seen this and it reminds me why Pat and I started this site.
A place where Stay-at-Home dads, dads who kind of like their kids, parents, Pat, and myself could find information, encouragement and stupidity when we needed some.
Advertising says a great deal about the climate of society. What do people buy into? Growing up, I never would have ever considered witnessing (much less, caring about) peanut butter acknowledging me.
I am seeing the tide of fatherhood change and I am proud to be a father.